I Still Hate Cats With A Passion
Jun 15th, 2009 by Squizzmaster
I Hate Them Even More Now
Two months ago a wrote a post about how much I hated cats. Since then I’ve actually had a cat staying with me temporarily and I was hoping during that time I would develop an appreciation for our feline friends. The cat (and its owner) have been with us for about a month and a half and they’re leaving in a week and I can’t wait. I now have a renewed hatred for dirty, useless flee bitten cats.
I Fantasize About Throwing Him Against The Ground
I know that’s wrong, but sometimes he’s made me so angry I do. I would never condone carrying out this sort of behaviour though that’s for sure. He just doesn’t listen and knows he’s doing the wrong thing and he just looks at us with his stupid wookie face. I know it’s probably mainly the owners fault (who I actually like very much) but when he looks at me with that stupid wookie face after shuffling through the bin or taking a crap in the bathtab, I just want to pull it off and make mittens.
Die cat die. Die all cats.